School

Salut!  Check it, yo.

Or for you Americans,

Nice, huh?  All I need is 10 more degrees and I’ll be happy.

I finished my C++ program.  It counts the characters in a text document and gives you the most frequently used character, and the least used character.  Very useful, huh?  It should be.  It caused me a lot of frustration.  Especially when I had and i instead of a 1.  I spent a half an hour trying to figure out why the array was going out of bounds.  That explained it.

Uhhh.  Yeah.  So I’m all done with midterms.  FOUR MORE WEEKS until school is over.  Damn that’s soon.  I can’t wait.  I wish I had some cheddar, though.  I’d like to go somewhere in the summer.  Ah well.  Maybe I’ll hitchhike.  I’m pretty big and scary-looking though.  I don’t think very many people will pick me up, although it has been known to happen.

I’ve been listening to these indie playlists that Laurie recommended.  You can get the torrents here if you’d like.  Some of the stuff is pretty good.  There’s like a thousand songs, though.  I burned four CD’s for driving around and that didn’t even get through one of the playlists.

I’m re-reading this book, "Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind" by Shunryu Suzuki.  It’s got some cool stuff in it.

     Tozan, the famous Zen master, said, "The blue mountain is the father of the white cloud.  The white cloud is the son of the blue mountain.  All day long they depend on each other, without being dependent on each other.  The white cloud is always the white cloud.  The blue mountain is always the blue mountain."  This is a pure, clear interpretation of life.  There may be many things like the white cloud and blue mountain: man and woman, teacher and disciple.  They depend on each other.  But the white cloud should not be bothered by the blue mountain.  The blue mountain should not be bothered by the white cloud.  They are quite independent, but yet dependent.  This how we live, and how we practice zazen.

… So we are completely dependent and independent.  If you have this kind of experience, this kind of existence, you have absolute independence; you will not be bothered by anything.

I’m out.

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Actually, some of my highschool midterms were probably worse.  We had to copy a website and re-create it using Dreamweaver.  Sooo frustrating.  I couldn’t get some parts right so I gave up half-way through and submitted it.  Fuck it yooo.

This is what it was supposed to look like:

And this is what I ended up with.

I brought my camera into the repair place a couple days ago.  Hopefully it’ll be fixed in about a week.  I miss taking pictures and making random videos.  And I know Rey misses it as well.  =p

Two days till the weekend.  YUS.

Wednesdays suck azz.  I have to go to school from noon till five.  Actually it’s usually more like 4:30 but still.  I don’t like staying here that long.  At least I get a couple extra hours of sleep, although I still have to wake up to drive my dad to work at about 7:30.

HOLLA

p.s. alt-country/goth country kicks ass. Check it out on Last.fm

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I’m yo daddy.

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I often think about my past.  Specifically about school and some of my teachers.  My seventh/eighth grade teacher, Mrs. Rau was such a biatch.  I remember I was leaving for the day and I had my backpack stuffed with books.  I got onto the school bus and my friend told me that when I was walking away she said some snide remark about my work habits or my intelligence to my other teacher.  I can’t remember exactly.  I just remember that it made my heart sink.  I was already depressed about the fact that I couldn’t do well in school and then my teacher, who I thought was supposed to be there to support me, talks shit about me.  Maybe the fact that I did so little work and did so poorly that she felt like a failure and was mad at me for it.  Either that or she thought I was a lazy, obnoxious kid and just didn’t like me.  I was always nice, though.  Just not a good student.

I also had this history teacher when I was in grade eleven or twelve, Mrs. M-something.  I missed her midterm and she was so so mad.  I was sitting in English class and she came and got me and wanted to know why I wasn’t there.  I told her I had slept in.  She yelled at me and said that we’d been reminded about it several times.  I truly didn’t even know that there was a midterm, nor did I care.  I think that she thought that I had skipped it so that I could study more or something.  I told her that I just didn’t even remember that we had it.  She let me re-write it during lunch.  I didn’t give a shit about her stupid midterm but I feigned gratitude for the second chance and wrote it; I think I got a sixty or so.  I’m pretty sure that I failed the class later.

This other teacher, Mrs. Coutineau (sp?).  I remember walking into class with my pants really low.  In front of the whole class she goes, "Go out in the hall and pull up your pants!  Don’t walk in here like that!"  Hahahaha.  That woman.  She was such a crotchety old bible-thumper.

Looking back, I didn’t like most of my teachers.  I realise now that most of them were really trying hard to get me to do well.  They’d help me during lunches and stuff.  I don’t know why none of it worked.  Maybe I’m dumb.  I often think that I have ADD and that it was worse during elementary/high school.  I think that I’ve also been depressed since about the sixth grade which didn’t help anything.  I’d try doing math homework and I’d get so frustrated and angry that I’d throw my books across the room.  And that’s when I’d even take the time to sit down and attempt to do homework, which was a rare.

Enough reminiscing.  I’m out.

Also, good song:

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Or Happy President’s Day to your Americons.  I’m celebrating this day by sitting around doing nothing while half of my family is in a town four hours away.

It got cold again today.  All the water froze and now it’s even icier than it was yesterday.  I almost slipped on the way to the car but I managed to regain my balance.  I went to Tim Horton’s and had the freshest donut in the history of the world.  I think that it was right out of the oven.  It melted in my mouth.  Crazy stuff.

I’m ALMOST done my C++ project.  I just need to learn how to use iterators to my advantage.  It’s dumb that we have to use them at all when a regular variable would suffice just fine.

PEACE.

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So I went to see The Eye with Shauna yesterday.  It was a pretty terrible movie, imho but Shauna liked it.  I wasn’t disappointed because I checked IMDB before hand and knew what I was getting into.  Shauna was funny.  I’ve never seen someone jump so much.  It was hilarious.  She almost broke my hand from squeezing it so hard.

Also, I don’t think that I ever showed you my new computer.  If I did then I apologise.  Here’s the finished product:

It’s crazy.  It’ll run anything.  I tried installing Kubuntu yesterday.  It was successful except it wouldn’t recognise my PCI wireless card so I couldn’t get an internet connection.  I think that if I had an internet connection I could’ve gotten it working but I wasn’t about to lug the fifty pound case all the way downstairs for that.  I’ll stick with Vista for the time being.

So today…  Nothing.  I have to finish my C++ project but I’m just about done now.  I have to figure out how to use iterators though.  Google will help with that.

PEACE.

OH YEAH.  I’m quite the handyman.  For the first few days I’d been putting my keyboard on my lap.  I got mad sick of that though so I took my drawer:

Pried the front off:

And now I have a keyboard tray!

Except it’s REALLY flimsy and there are staples sticking out.  It’s pretty hazardous but it gets the job done.  I really need to just buy a computer desk.  They’re only aboot a hundred dollars.  Maybe I’ll get one later.

Bye again.

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I woke up late today and rushed out my door, dropped my dad off at work and sped to school.  I get to my class and guess what?  No one’s there.  Yes, unbeknownst to me class was cancelled.  FUCK.  The funny thing is that I thought that the class was cancelled last week so I didn’t show up.  This week it IS cancelled and I do show up.  It’s okay, though.  I have a bunch of of work to do anyway;  a C++ project and a database lab, both of which are giving me trouble.  I’ll get them done eventually.

Also, I checked my co-op placement website thing yesterday and it said that I was a candidate for an interview so I clicked “Interested” and today the interview disappeared!  I hope that it comes back.  It’s a job at my school doing something or other.

I’m going out Friday to hang out with Shauna.  We’re going to the bars once again.  I think it’s gonna be pretty fun except I have to hang out with some of her friends for at least a portion of the night and I really don’t like new people.

Check out this picture I took.  Tres nice, imo.

My computer kicks fucking ass.  I was playing CS: Source last night as well as F.E.A.R. Perseus Mandate.  I need some new games that will really test out my graphics card though.  I think that I might get ahold of COD 4.  I’ve heard that it’s really cool.

K I’m out.  PEACE.

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So I found this video about choice.  I saw it a while ago and I really liked it.  This guy Barry Schwartz wrote a book called the Paradox of Choice and he gave this lecture:  http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/view/id/93

I found it really interesting, but you may find it incredibly boring (as Elias did).  It pretty much inspired my last entry.

I think that I need to become more decisive though so I’mma just go buy that computer that I was first looking at.  I can’t wait for the speed.  This computer is so damn slow sometimes.  1500 dollars, though. :\  Ah well.  What good’s money if you can’t spend it, huh?

I wrote my C++ midterm today.  I got 14/15 on the multiple choice portion and I think I got about an eighty on the programming part.  It was hard as hell and two hours wasn’t nearly enough time imo.  I wouldn’t be surprised if they gave us a few extra marks to help boost our grades because generally if I find a test difficult, then a good portion of the class found it impossible.  I guess I have to wait and see what the class average was first though.

I’m out.  Peaceeeee

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Or is that everything?  I can never remember.

So I made this video.  I have a whole second half but it refuses to encode properly so it’s unuploadable.

Part deux, chapter one:

In the second half I yell about people who drive in the left lane and also my boss who fired me.  That jerkoff.  So you’re not missing much.

Will write more l8er.  PEACE

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So Ghost Dog comes across a couple of hunters who have killed a bear.  He doesn’t like this!  The hunters threaten him so he pops a cap in their asses.  The one is dead and the other’s been shot in the leg.  Ghost Dog lets him know what time it is.

I’m having way too much fun with that Comic Life program.  I have another sweet Ghost Dog one to make except I need to do some homework first.  SHIT.  Also, I applied to some co-op positions today.  I certainly hope that they’ll take me cause I need money!  Imma pay off that Visa using my first paycheque if they give me a job.

Okay, I’m outtie for now.  Btw I’m listening to this indie folk radio station.  It’s pretty ill, I suggest that you peep it.

Now I’m outta here.  Vaia con dios!

P.S. Sup Rey.

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Please stop snowing and raining ice water down upon us.  If you oblige then I promise that I won’t litter anymore.

I made this video today on the way to school.

Aura thinks that I’m ridiculous.

I tend to agree.

Also, I got 66% on my test today.  It was originally 64 but I checked after and it changed to 66, so maybe the teacher messed up a question and gave us extra marks; I don’t really know.  It’s cool though.  Still, 66 is pretty lame.  It was a fucked up test full of dumb questions.  I’m going to remember this for the next test in that class.  Study the most random shit he tells us, cause that’s what he’s going to test us on.

Okay, I’m out.  PEACE.

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My school, where I learn my computer haxoring skills.

Peter’s Mini-Mart (which I pass on the way home from school):

Good ol’ Pete.  I almost got hit by a car whilst trying to recover some candy that I had dropped on the road by that store about twelve years ago.  We had snuck out during lunch and ran to Peter’s Mini-Mart to buy some random goodies.  True story.

Here’s a denture clinic, across the street from Pete’s (no experiences with this place yet):

Here’s the uber sweet cityscape that I’ve tried to take a picture of before.  Once again the pictures turned out like shit because it was really cloudy and crappy today.  Five degrees my ass.

The truck got stuck trying to pull off from the side of the road.  I had to swerve and give ‘er till she finally took off.

Eighty or eight hundred kilometres an hour?  You’ll never know.

Speaking of my truck, to facilitate Aura’s truck fuck fantasies:

Pretty dirty where my feet rest.  I should clean that sometime.

Now that’s about it.  Peaceeee.

Oh yeah, I aced my programming assignment today.  We were doing constructors and manipulators.  Easy breezy.  Now really, peace.

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Yet here I am.

Fux.

P.S. I slipped on ice walking to my truck in the parking lot.  It hurt.

P.P.S.  I saw my grandma in the hospital and she’s doing good.  There were no complications from the surgery or anything and she should be out by the end of the week.  Except she was really surly and I’ve never in my life seen her like that.  It was weird.  She told the nurse, “Thanks…  For nothin’!”  My brother and dad were shocked.  Rofl.  Old people.

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